of chary strangers,
not fighting
over resources,
not even talking—
a little taste
of Purgatory
right here on Earth.
*
Every kid
wants to know
where do thoughts
come from?
It's rare an old
ascetic wonders
where
do they go?
*
If the soul
is not of the body—
if it tenors-on
long after
the vehicle is dead—
must we not admit
it just
sits back and
watches all this—
bored,
reticent,
disinterested?
